It is Her

" your heart and mind will find a safe haven in me, but I cannot say the same thing for your body."

As I spoke these words aloud I saw a change in you that bewildered me. Half expecting recoil, but what I received in return was a giggle, followed quickly by a smile, then the most beautiful full and warm, happy eyes.

Warming your mind and soul with care for the woman behind it all diving deep into you as I possibly can this is how I separate myself from every man who came before me. This alone is how I am different from the rest.

Other people might feed you good sex and orgasms; other men might make you laugh and smile. But nobody will consume every part of Who You Are, whole quite like I will, nobody will ache for the real you, quite like me. "I want all of you" I said.

I want to sink into your deepest thoughts, burrow myself inside of them. And I want to establish residency there. What you were afraid to give before every other time- that right there is what I am after.

There will be no half-assing it when I start down this path, when I dig in I find no peace in impartial I find no Solace with reserved. The abhor indifference and I will only be satiated by complete and total submission of every part of Who You Are. I want it all and I want it unfiltered." You've given reserved to someone else; I'll be damned if I am not different.

When I take a run at you, I give all of me until there's nothing left to give and I will settle for nothing less in return. I'll take the deepest version that exists within you and you can rest assured that I'll hold and cradle with the care of a newborn when I do. But don't make the foolish mistake of thinking my soft side for your heart translate into weakness when I have your body.

Don't be naive to believe my passion does not manifest as fire and brimstone at the moment I smell your scent. As your hair Glides across my fingertips I am boiling inside to ravage you and I can hardly contain myself.

For when you are in my presence I am going to clutch your cunt with my hand with a force to send a message down your spine, then wrestle you to the ground so I can expose the pent-up energy that has been building inside of me, notching upward tick-by-tick every time you call me Daddy. Every time you tell me how wet you are; every time you remind me you rode your kitty and imagined me. Each and every word you speak is building up inside of me, reaching critical mass when I finally feel your feminine presence.

My full force as a man, now coming into fruition. When I finally grabbed you, you will feel the full weight of human passion bottled up in the rarest form known to man. I would rather die than be forgotten.

 this is when I make my mark.

Hands All Over You, mouth squarely  encompassing your clit as I rip from your body 1 orgasm after another and stare up into your wrecked soul, completely at peace with the Devastation I am causing you. Your G dances for me and you shudder and Shake while squirming across the bed almost like you are trying to escape me, but I'll never let that happen.

My arms pull you in so I can eat your pussy some more, dripping wet now and running down my beard,i am in full beast mode now, l am like a rabid wolf with no signs of letting up and you're weak and feeble body is just falling apart right before my very eyes.

 I need your holes and I need them now. I take each one first your mouth and I see the Happy Eyes come back has the sounds of gagging become as peaceful as a church choir to my ears. you're perfect Kitty next pounding away taking a mental note as that first special moan, and then your ass.

Your ass, hearing you embrace the pain that is coming that will eventually lead to Bliss.

 I want all of you in every form.

 there is no halfway with me.

TRD,

The Romantic Dominant

Somebody I know recently reblogged a post, which was written in the first-person, from another " older man" related.

Yeah I'm officially fucking old now.Eh, whatever I'll Still wreck a woman better than you Young Bucks, so just shut up sit back and take notes boys. Multiple orgasms is a man's game. I sit back and am reminded of my age each time i fucking roll out of bed and my back feels like I just helped a friend move a hundred refrigerators. but this post I refer to,as I read it really hit home.

I could swear every single word written was a thought I'd previously had myself.

The concept conveyed in his writing was he essentially this- an explanation of why older men are just flat-out better in every fucking way. All the temp to recreate the notion by paraphrasing in my own sarcastic, nonsensical, douchebaggery way.

Older men. we get to know you. Your hearts, dreams, and ambitions- and we actually fucking care, at least I do. We can take care of you, and the good ones, really fucking want to and Define themselves as men by being able to. We don't expect you to end your own ambition, but we give you the security to give your boss a middle finger if they deserve it.

We are your security blanket, in every fucking way.

We love who you love as fathers, you don't need to tell the good ones to be a man. We are one step ahead of you, spinning around the room dancing to music with our girls are taking the boys to the park to throw a ball.

We go on dates with our daughters, we sure as fuck make sure the men we are gets used as a measuring stick for future husbands of our girls and the role model for our boys. Real men would rather die a slow painful death then fall short in this area. Failure is not an option.

We open doors, we pick up the check because it makes us proud to do so. You don't bust your ass in your career, do not handle your business when the waiter walks over. In bed, we take our time. We start with your minds and expose them for the best sexual organ you have. We send you very descriptive text about what your body is going to be with standing when we get our hands on you. We make you wait. We anticipate. We make sure the real event exceeds your expectations.

We walk by you in the kitchen and slap your ass, hard,when you least expect it. We yank your hair hard when standing in line at the market. We walked through the door after church, fix you a Bloody Mary, and when the straw makes the sound indicating you're drink is gone, an alarm sounds in our heads that is time to eat your pussy aggressively.

We want for that first orgasm then ignore it happened so we can get another, then repeat, again and again and again.we pin you down and make and unmistakable plea to your souls through our look, that we are going to give the best we have, right now, In This Moment we wait for that scared but excited look in your face before we force a violent finger orgasm from your body as you desperately look for more real estate only California King but soon you run out and have nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, and you have to succumb to my ambition.

Deep inside you with my hardness and it's just a matter of time before you cum the sweetest orgasm with me, eyes inches apart pounding you into a heaping mess of blissful exhaustion.

 older men I'll take a back ache sometimes if the trade-off is the knowledge I posses, and it's not even close.

Take notes, boys.

TRD

The Romantic Dominant

When you kneel a sense of Pride Becomes Of Me. When you gaze up at me for my approval I see how much it means to you that you get it, and something happens to me at this moment.

A deep appreciation for what was always lacking before and all the other people that came before you is realized by me.

A very, very deep appreciation for you is felt- right then and there. My heart and head slow dance in perfect symbiotic Harmony.

Sometimes it is hard when you have a platform full of self touching submissive women to try to convey what it actually feels like to be a Dom.

What thoughts actually go through our minds, or at least my mind, during the most intimate of times.

I imagine that some people may think that there is this testosterone-Laden blockage of all Complex thought is our brains are filled by some rage-induced mental state a kin to how we felt right after a fist fight with another man.

Any man who has had his fair share of fist fight in there youth know this feeling well. The truth is the opposite.

I see things as clearly as I ever have when I am full of rage and passion with you.

As I witnessed you on your knees me slipping the collar around your neck and observing the total pleasure that you are deriving by releasing yourself at this moment I am in a mental zone of zen-like clarity.

Then I'll tell you that you are a "good girl" because I mean it.

I'll tell you because I know you love to hear it, but to be quite honest words just don't really do justice for what I need to express at that moment.

You have given me a gift of your deepest State and I feel an obligation to give you mine in return. An obligation may be the wrong word, a warrant in a need to expose my counterpart vulnerability or what I feel.

So I snap that collar around you,with care.

A pull that leash with love. I look down at you while you kneel, though somehow we are equals Still.

And that is when I click. When something snaps, when I become, my best me.

Clarity and rage,and passion and aggression and fervor and adrenaline and skill and desire all mixing together as I make you cum with a motor behind me like a goddamn motherfuking jet engine.

Nothing in the world would or could slow me down now.

You are mine,

I am giving you the best part of me.

Strap-on that seat belt kitten because you are in for, a ride now.

When you have that thought in the back of your mind, just ignore it. You know I'd Die For You So I think you can trust me with your eyes and body.

When you give me your wrist I think you know I will take care of the body you are sacrificing to me. It may feel a lot like I am violating you at times, but you know you love the constant back-and-forth.

When you hand me your submission, Give It all.

100% of everything you have,I want it all.

I want to use you.

In the most intense and wrong way possible.

And I want to give you myself, the best version of me, in the palm of your hand.

I own you? You own me baby girl.

Everything you give is helping me become who I want to be. So just lay back rest easy...

And just trust me.

The big bad Alpha woman with her " what I know" Juxtaposed her" what I feel" embracing the dissonance like it's a fucking five -star steak dinner.

" why do I want this?" She asked herself .why, fucking why do I need to kneel for him?"

" what is it about this that allowed me to release?

Fucking why!?"

My hand extends out to pet your head and the hair on my arm stands at full attention. My stomach sinks like a stone in my heart fills up. My eyes void of emotion just a mere moment ago now so hot they could melt butter. I look down at you as your face is looking to the floor and I am consumed by the full weight of a million emotions all at once. Pride in the rawest Form, the willingness to nurture you the eagerness to ravage you, and the discipline to not allow myself to do so just yet. The desire to learn you deeper wins out and I study you like a book. I am full at this moment.

Completely consumed, and you have no idea what the man sitting above you is thinking, wow my head is spinning and my heart is pounding inow ride a roller coaster from the simple Act of seeing you finding peace at my feet. What is happening inside your mind at this moment is a puzzle to me, but all I need to know is that you need it find peace in it, so I find it too. Eventually one of my emotions wins out,and the desire to ravage you wins out, and the desire to ravage you crushes the rest I'll grab you by your hair and pull you to your knees, kiss you like the Greeks only wrote about. I force every emotion bottled up inside of me onto your lips like I was born for nothing else. A quick and firm squeeze at the meat of your pussy and you remember very quickly who you are dealing with. The thought shoots across your mind soon are you going to be in for it, and I don't half-ass what's coming next, soon very soon your hands will be balled up clutching the sheets for dear life as I work my magic on your wet pussy. As I do everything in the body my God gave me to suck your soul through your clit and see orgasms flood over you, one by one over and over determined like never before to make you quiver for me. Your orgasms have now become like the are feeding my lungs there is no other option for me I need you to survive. Gripping your neck, pummeling your with my fingers you are squirming and squirming and I've all but lost the motion of caretaker and completely embraced my inner work. I want to fuck you-hard and there is no other thought process I'll allow to take root when I have you like this. You are my prey now, a nice hard slap across your tits and I'll shove my hard cock inside you to watch you find Heaven and Hell In the dick inside you blue eyes staring into you searching for the destination of your spirit. I fucking won't you and EM not ever slowing down until my come bubbles out of your throbbing pussy, never in a million years will I budge. I'm all tossed testerone and I need to see you come one more time from the sheer force of my dick pushing into your cervix. "Cum for me I say come now" and like I was firing a gun at a race your legs shudder and your eyes roll back and you feed me, one more I love your body quotes so I can finally unload inside you

Sometimes I envy you.

Sure, I get my good place to visit but mental residence is one decorated with alertness, and enthusiasm focused in on you always planning my next step and seeing it through with Deft precision and care. The rush of adrenaline I get to experience is like no other I am afforded in life when I have you in my grasp, hands around your angelic neck and my cock deep inside you.

After a tidal wave of orgasms has become of you with my spankings now marking your feminine Elegance I know that your endorphins have made an exodus from you and that you are in a surreal heaven right now.

You are in your precious Subspace now.

I take you there and but only you get to know this feeling since I am not a switch so I never will know this but I will always wonder.

I know my happiest place is taking you there deep inside you feeling your insides with my thickness,gripping you with pure intensity yet recognizing your fridge ility but still, it doesn't change the fact that I envy you.

I don't envy your drop, but I find comfort in holding your head to my chest petting you as you lay naked over me, and just proving once again that I am the man you hope I was.

Let me give you Aftercare now and every moment I can weeks from now. Every time you need for me you know I am there.

So go there kitten and drop later. Because you got yourself one of the good ones, baby girl. And I define myself through being your wolf.

Women. Just every single tiny little detail about them. I love it, all of it. When you are mad. I find the beauty in it somehow.

The strength in your angst. Deceptionist in your "don't fuck with me"attitude.

The passion in your anger.

Your scent. As you cross paths with me at the store whoever you are you have no idea what your perfume just did to me, you sent me to another place in my mind and heart, by just existing.

You're smooth voice when you sing or when you whisper, or even when you yell, it's still music to my ears. All of it. Just music. When you giggle I am a kid again, trying to explain the passion I have for the other gender is just beyond words.

Your face, your eyes, your beautiful hair, every single little details of your feminine form kills me and brings me back to life at the same time. I suppose that is why, when it's Go time, I'll bring the very best version of myself, each and every time. When I grab you by the hair, I pull on it with purpose. With passion. Everything I do is with passion.as my hand squeezes your neck when I kiss you,it's to tell you,I absolutely adore everything about you.

It's me, crawling out of my skin for you when I hold you down,and lift your legs back and devour your Sacred Garden, I do it with purpose. I will never forgive myself if I don't make you come for me so I do, and again. Until you can't take anymore. Then I switch gears my course of action is to make your G-spot curl up and come alive to get more out of you. So you know I am absolutely coming alive because of the passion I have for you. People wonder how I remain passionate. It's never being a question, how can I not be, when you exist?

Then Pinnacle is when I'm inside you, yanking your hair,slapping your skin,squeezing your neck, and my eyes are filled with pure Furious passion, making you fall apart one more time for Daddy. Cum kitten,just one more time.

I need this, I need to break you down,I have to.

Because I fucking adore you.

Some people think being submissive means not being strong-willed.

Fuck that philosophy. Fucking own me.

Just do it with my cock in your mouth, red marks on your ass, and my fingers making you shudder.

Do it with a leash around your slutty, delicate neck, do it with nipple clamps on, do it with a plug in your ass and a remote in my hand.

I want your submission, but I want it in a confident way. So drag those pretty little painted nails down my back and dig in, kitten.

Make it hurt.

Because you can bet your sweet little ass I am going to bring that intensity right to your lady parts, in full force. So settle and cuz I want you and I want you hard, rough, and above all passionate. Dig In.Make Me Yours Like I make you mine.

Mark me.

Give yourself to me baby doll. Just give in. You know you have been asking yourself if you could since you first discovered that I wanted this.

I don't waste time anymore. Fuck that. First time topic of sex comes up I'll let you know exactly what you are in for. It's up to you at that point if you have the balls to cross that line. I'll never degrade your character but I sure as fuck will your body. In the most caring way, a person can degrade someone.

But I am no run-of-the-mill lover, Settle In.

I am bringing everything I have right at you there is no easy -does- it with me.

The next guy? If he is your mode, by all means.

So.... you ready for the show? Ask yourself that. If you are this far, we both know you are.

So take my hand. You're going to need it.

And if you said life ain't good enough I would give my world to lift you up, I could change my life to better suit your mood because you're so smooth and it's just like the ocean under the moon, it's the same emotion that I get from you,you got the kind of loving that can be smooth yeah give me your heart, make it real or else forget about it.

-Smooth Santana ft.Rob Thomas

My Philosophy precisely.

I recall being "in love", in my youth with a brunette,man, was I naive half-heartedly giving her vulnerability to me while requiring and demanding so much of mine. We all have been there,I presume.

No fucking thanks.

I want it real are fucking forget about it. This goes for everything not just the love parts, but the passion the intimacy,the sex.The fucking sex.

I want a woman fucking me with her eyes when I shove my hard cock deep inside her.

I want a woman a sense of self-assurance as my come drips off of her lips and she smiles up at me.

I want to see in your inner strength how you can give me your weakness.

I want to see when you submit that you fucking love it,but only love it for me.

There is no faking it in these moments I see right through mechanics and I want your heart Spilled Out to me when I devour you, finger you, bind you,and fuck you into a frenzy.

I want your lust at the deepest level no exceptions.

Fuck that.

I'd rather not know than be disappointed.

Make it real.

Or else forget about it..